Page 33 of Covert
"I'm sorry about earlier," she whispers, still not looking us in the face.
Maddox softens more before stepping into her space and tilting her face up by her chin. "I wanted you to come. I wanted to make you come. I wanted to cross that line with you and take your mind off of things."
Sad brown eyes find his for a moment before she nods.
He softens visibly in front of us. He still carries a tension in his body, but his shoulders have relaxed in relief. Maddox likes control, and he's protective to a fault. I'm sure seeing her in such a dangerous place was disturbing for him.
The hand at her chin slides to the side of her neck.
"Can I kiss you?" he whispers, and I feel like an interloper. I'll have my time with her later. She nods, and he leans down, gently pressing his lips to hers. I've seen Maddox make out with girls all the time, but it's usually hurried and hard, a preamble to getting off.
He's different with her, softer, sweeter. I like it. He rests his hand on the side of her neck, angling her the way he wants her.
I go to slide past them and give them their moment, but her hand reaches out and grabs mine before I can leave.
"Stay?" she asks. "If we're really going to do this, I need to know that this won't come between your friendship. I'm not going to undo a steady friendship for a couple of orgasms."
The salacious grin on my face is immediate. "A couple? You're awfully confident about our sexual skills." She lets out a breathychuckle and rolls her eyes, but the teasing has its intended effect. Her shoulders drop with relaxation.
"Diesel gave me a couple. I assume the two of you can do better?" She looks sideways at me with a shy, teasing smile. She wants to challenge us? Yeah, this girl knows how to get under our skin.
Where Maddox is hot, hard, and intense, I can temper that by being light and playful.
I nod. "I can do that," I say, before shutting the door behind me.
Maddox takes her mouth in his again, kissing her slowly, gently. I falter at first, unsure of what to do. Usually, I'm making out with the girl. And Maddox is treating her so differently from how he normally treats a woman. Usually, they kiss hard and heavy and briefly, before he pushes her to her knees.
And we don't usually share. But Nikki takes my hands in hers without breaking her kiss and brings one to her breast and one under the edge of her skirt.
I groan at the wet heat I find under her skirt. She's soaked through the fabric. I press into her back, rubbing my hard cock against her lower back.
"Did you have fun on Mad's bike, Nikki? Did you soak the seat?"
She whimpers and nods a little. I slip a finger beneath her panties and grind myself against her again when I feel how slick she is already. I want to bend her over, I want to taste her, I want to fuck her, I want everything so much I'm temporarily frozen.
Luckily, Maddox takes over.
"Take Axel out while I tongue-fuck you, baby."
She whimpers again as a full-body shiver runs down her small frame. I have no idea what kind of sexual experiences she's had so far, but she seems particularly impacted by our words.
Maddox's mouth is about to be occupied, so I take on the role of narrator.
Nikki bends at the waist, her tiny hands flicking open the button of my jeans and pulling down my zipper.
I rest my hands on top of hers. It's been a long fucking time, and I'm at risk of really embarrassing myself.
"Sweetheart, let Mads take care of you..." My sentence is interrupted as Maddox tosses Nikki's skirt over her lower back and does something that causes a loud moan to rip from her chest.
I brush my hand down her hair and tilt her chin to look up at me. She's easily the most beautiful woman I've ever met, and for a moment, I wonder if this isn't a bad idea. I've already fallen for her charm and her heart, if I finally touch her? Finally know what she feels and tastes like? I may never let her go.
Her legs shake, but a wave of fierce determination falls across her face. She's breathing heavily through her nose, but she bites her lower lip and reaches for me again.
Who am I to deny this woman?
She grips the waist of my jeans before shoving them down my hips. My cock stands at attention, inches from her hot breath, and Nikki drags her tongue across her plush bottom lip as if my dick is her next meal.
Her eyes roll back briefly as she rewards Maddox with another loud moan. My girl loves sex.
